You Feel Me

I wanted to pop a nigga top cause he owe me months
I just blew four bands and [] call it having fun
Me and my nigga [] was only kids, Simpsons hit and run
They gotta bring a K-9 to my load to find this hidden gun
Funk with a nigga, I'm not trippin', bitch that's where I'm from
You think this nigga hotter than 1100 get your money back
I tried to put the jank, 11 up, they said they fuck with that
I buy a dread wig and spin your block where blood clot at
Or give a dub to a dope fiend where blood spot at
Nigga throwin' up, what time? Where your block at?
You a lil' nigga in your hood, I'm a top hat
How you gettin' five shootouts and never a shot back?
Your big nigga should be ashamed, girl, you get that Glock back
I went to Highline and they don't know you, get that watch back
And that's the same shit that got my lil' nigga popped at
Keep your mouth closed and all the charges, they gon' drop that
You feel me? Imma blast mine
This nigga sweatin' in his pictures like it's halftime
I used to do them janky shows for the halftime
And when I walked up in the mall, I spent a [?] five
And when I looked up in the mirror, I see a bad guy
And get the rates into that bag just like the Fast Five
And I firebomb your crib like a landmine
And every time I'm in that jam, I'm a damn mime
You feel me? Like a mime in the box
I turn into the leven wolf at nine on the dot
This nigga got his ass beaten, now he buying the Glock
And he done got that bitch took, now he buying the chop